Fidelpha the High Sorceress of the Arcane

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Chapter 1

What fool have I become To tarnish all I once was for the safety net Padwei
warned me of. To live free was my dream to ride the storms till no end was
the way I would get therebut now. Now I have reached the very obstacle in my
path that I have spoken so dearly of. I find no simple matter to conquer it.
Its mastery has been years in the making as I grew stronger so did it. The
farther I walked and the more I felt comfortable in my new life the darker my
past grew and the more distanced. Acquiring my last circle within my guild I
felt notorious and at my pinnacle, ready to set free for the realms. Which is
when it occurred, returning to the Inn my home I showed a spot of hospitality
to the young ones who to seeked to bring a new layer to the Inn. It was than
to the young ones who to seeked to bring a new layer to the Inn. It was than
I began to feel uncomfortable as the nights gails stripped me and only I. I
thought perhaps an illness was becoming of me but that I hear it- rain
hitting the inns roof like rather large stones. And I made the worst of my
mistakes. Cowering in fear I was use to the feeling and sound of wind and
rain but even so being in a certain comfort zone can sometimes take the best
of us.
Than I heard it the thundering voice of Neotulda rain down on my head, a
skull splitting boom far worse than any sound a bard could emit. I was a fool
to cower rather than face what I had been born to do. How dare I call myself
Stormrider yet at the moment were I could shine as one I hide like a new born
felar to the burn of flames. It was than I realized the lies I had committed
myself to weave. I was never meant to be a barmaid, a walker of lands I was a
child of the Sea and it would have to be the Goddess of Greed and Storm to
expose my inner self.

Shedding all ties to the Inn and friends I had come to make in its abode I
began what was to be the long trek to my most inner self, Tearing away all
layers I myself had laid. This would be more than a journey to hell itself
tearing away at yourself can be the most painful and brain rattling thing.
Yet I Fidelpha Stormrider, was ready to face it head on.

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Chapter 2

I have no recollection of either how or why I turned out at the Eternal Star
just that it happened. Recenty havin grown my land legs I found my legs
buckle as the High Herald arrived. As we spoke I found bad habits and
territorial mannerisms melt away. Which is when she finally asked me if Id
like something to drink? My mind was quick to dismiss the notion of saying
yes buy my heart and soul spoke against. Do you posses any spidered fickle?
This rare mixture of rum and ale held history unlike any other it was infact
the first taste of alchohol gifted by my mother and creator of my ship
silverbow. She looked me over with a queer eye before rummaging within the
bars cabinet. The look of joy which swept her face brought even a smile to my
hardened features within a small brown bottle labeled with a cruedly written
label held the diabolical mixture I had come to know and love. Discretely she
began to pour its contents within a tankard watering it down a bit with ale,
and at the moment I felt a sweat rise over me. Than she passed it to me, and
words could not grasp the affinity to the home on the seas I felt.
Her eyes lit with anticipation as I took my first sip which with haste was
accompanied by another rather large gulp. It had been so long since such a
fiery concoction had laid war within my stomach. Finishing the tankard I
handed it back with a crooked sailors grin. It was than that her new home was
beckoned not as a sailor but as a child of hospitality, a single drink
brought back a rush of memories of her most joyful and precious moments, it
was only fair she did the same. To bring hospitality to her new people her
new home on the land. Unwittingly she gathered the courage to speak, to share
her story and undergo a interview with celenai. Within a few hours she found
herself within a new home. A new place to protect. The Eternal Inn.

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Chapter 3

Every Mortal being from elven to the crude displayed orc is born with an
obstabcle or obstacles to overcome,
a path to walk and after becoming a hero of the realms there is a trail to '
blaze.
Yet I being a mere baby to elven age and a young lady by human heritage have
just embarked on my darkly litten
path trying to realize were the beginning and finishline starts and ends. If
my destiney is like
a multifaceted gem in which every face holds a different side of impeccable
beauty.
Or a tree which starts at its roots to it's widely spread branches that
pierce the night sky.
I have journeyed to a new part of the realms were unlike the sea everything
you say or do can determine
friendship and allies in the near future. My cries of fustration sliced
through the still nights like
an assassins dagger as I search for my own being. Who am I from deep within
beyond clothing skin and sentimental values.
When my body gives under the shackles of age and I emerge bare before the
immortals. What will be my bardic epilouge
to end all ends? What will the gods note me as? The little human sailor who
scurried in fear, or the being who challeneged herself
in an unfamiliar domain to emerge notorious- One thing is for sure I am
Fideplha Stormrider, Human of birth, Sailor of past and herald of present.

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